<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736</id><updated>2011-08-01T13:39:09.079-05:00</updated><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Runway'/><category term='New York'/><category term='Carrie Bradshaw Moments'/><category term='Shopping Adventures'/><category term='The Hair Saga'/><category term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><category term='Writings'/><category term='Apartment Adventures'/><category term='Value Village Treasures'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>Adventures of Erin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-8536344199801941963</id><published>2011-03-26T10:53:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T11:33:09.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Adventures'/><title type='text'>Progress So Far</title><content type='html'>I'm slowly putting together my apartment. But due to some foreign work commitments, progress has been pretty slow. Here's some before and afters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TUIr-gLwXqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mb8bRDT0hTk/s1600/IMG_1270_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 15pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TUIr-gLwXqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mb8bRDT0hTk/s1600/IMG_1270_2.JPG" alt="Before" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_kdRekpIKw/TY4NNcEpGnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mGFR3OIcYGQ/s1600/IMG_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 7pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_kdRekpIKw/TY4NNcEpGnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mGFR3OIcYGQ/s200/IMG_1320.JPG" alt="After" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588418712138488434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPrsEHEqtwg/TY4O9wSgY5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/pKmxVGsIULg/s1600/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPrsEHEqtwg/TY4O9wSgY5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/pKmxVGsIULg/s320/IMG_1260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588420641710695314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1uv5rkwwRvM/TY4RKdmPHZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/rXpS3XHqHmo/s1600/IMG_1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1uv5rkwwRvM/TY4RKdmPHZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/rXpS3XHqHmo/s200/IMG_1318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588423059054730642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fCDsynV-VSs/TY4RJ13aO6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/pUDVu_SmskQ/s1600/IMG_1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 7pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fCDsynV-VSs/TY4RJ13aO6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/pUDVu_SmskQ/s200/IMG_1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588423048389344162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-8536344199801941963?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/8536344199801941963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=8536344199801941963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8536344199801941963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8536344199801941963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2011/03/progress-so-far.html' title='Progress So Far'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TUIr-gLwXqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mb8bRDT0hTk/s72-c/IMG_1270_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5403411295704941029</id><published>2011-01-27T20:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:39:57.246-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Adventures'/><title type='text'>Week One: Finding the line and figuring out how to cross it.</title><content type='html'>Week one of the cure is pretty basic. I washed the floor and bought myself flowers. I gave a box of stuff to my sister and found three more garbage bags worth of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt; to take to Value Village tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TUIr-gLwXqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mb8bRDT0hTk/s1600/IMG_1270_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TUIr-gLwXqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mb8bRDT0hTk/s200/IMG_1270_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567060442174480034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The most challenging thing to do this week was the one thing that sounded like the simplest. Sit for ten minutes in a spot in your apartment that you never sit. This for me would be "Devin's Side" of the bedroom. For anyone reading that doesn't know: Devin (my ex) and I moved into this apartment back on September first of this year. Shortly after we moved in, our relationship started to deteriorate and one Saturday in November I came home to an empty apartment. I won't get into details, but the long and the short of it is, two months later that is still "Devin's Side."&lt;br /&gt;I've never acknowledged it until today, but there's a line in my bedroom that I don't cross. As I sat there for the ten minutes the book suggests I realised that the easy thing to do would be to move to another apartment, maybe even in a different building. But running from a problem is never something I do willingly so I decided that the corner I was sitting in will be my new reading corner. I am going to find the most comfortable reading chair I can and I am going to make that corner my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All forward motion counts." - Hollie Baylor, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Elizabethtown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5403411295704941029?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5403411295704941029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5403411295704941029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5403411295704941029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5403411295704941029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2011/01/week-one-finding-line-and-figuring-out.html' title='Week One: Finding the line and figuring out how to cross it.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TUIr-gLwXqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mb8bRDT0hTk/s72-c/IMG_1270_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-8276322402253700779</id><published>2011-01-25T23:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:23:37.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Adventures'/><title type='text'>Apartment Therapy</title><content type='html'>Hello again ladies and gents,&lt;br /&gt;I've taken a brief hiatus to return to you with a new(er), emptier apartment that is in desperate need of some TLC. I've decided that blogging the redesign of my apartment will help me to actually finish this time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm following along with the book &lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com"&gt;Apartment Therapy&lt;/a&gt; (follow the link, they have a website and it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;). The "program" (for lack of a better term) is eight weeks long and breaks the daunting and sometimes emotional task of renovating/redesigning your tiny apartment into managable little chunks. At the end, you have a housewarming party so all your friends can see your shiny, stylish apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week one starts tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-8276322402253700779?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/8276322402253700779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=8276322402253700779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8276322402253700779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8276322402253700779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2011/01/apartment-therapy.html' title='Apartment Therapy'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-2046094195976162832</id><published>2010-09-21T22:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:05:23.932-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>All Sorts of Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TJlyWlhJI7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/lX2zpOK1TcM/s1600/IMG_1064_Retouched.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519568550673064882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TJlyWlhJI7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/lX2zpOK1TcM/s400/IMG_1064_Retouched.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-2046094195976162832?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/2046094195976162832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=2046094195976162832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2046094195976162832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2046094195976162832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-sorts-of-light.html' title='All Sorts of Light'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TJlyWlhJI7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/lX2zpOK1TcM/s72-c/IMG_1064_Retouched.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5232881590926571291</id><published>2010-08-22T23:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:17:22.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>My Best Friends Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/THH2ENem20I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RGY_73VLWqc/s1600/IMG_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508454371448773442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/THH2ENem20I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RGY_73VLWqc/s400/IMG_0843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She finally found her knight in shining armor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5232881590926571291?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5232881590926571291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5232881590926571291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5232881590926571291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5232881590926571291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-best-friends-wedding.html' title='My Best Friends Wedding'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/THH2ENem20I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RGY_73VLWqc/s72-c/IMG_0843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-8087181561612652246</id><published>2010-08-22T23:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:15:04.231-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Come To My Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/THH1sri1OsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/HK_cM2U_VaU/s1600/IMG_1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508453967202695874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/THH1sri1OsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/HK_cM2U_VaU/s400/IMG_1033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-8087181561612652246?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/8087181561612652246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=8087181561612652246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8087181561612652246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8087181561612652246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/08/come-to-my-window.html' title='Come To My Window'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/THH1sri1OsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/HK_cM2U_VaU/s72-c/IMG_1033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-8843295554791292652</id><published>2010-08-08T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:28:42.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Sunset at the Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TF89fQyPl8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/4_vfv1QaLYE/s1600/Sunset+at+the+Lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503184876960978882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TF89fQyPl8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/4_vfv1QaLYE/s400/Sunset+at+the+Lake.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-8843295554791292652?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/8843295554791292652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=8843295554791292652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8843295554791292652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8843295554791292652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunset-at-lake.html' title='Sunset at the Lake'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TF89fQyPl8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/4_vfv1QaLYE/s72-c/Sunset+at+the+Lake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-2783511869453724025</id><published>2010-08-02T21:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T21:24:59.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Pink and white and rye all over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TFd91yAoIoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/e9zWT2YrSsw/s1600/The+Bar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501003832767292034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TFd91yAoIoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/e9zWT2YrSsw/s400/The+Bar.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-2783511869453724025?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/2783511869453724025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=2783511869453724025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2783511869453724025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2783511869453724025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/08/pink-and-white-and-rye-all-over.html' title='Pink and white and rye all over'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TFd91yAoIoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/e9zWT2YrSsw/s72-c/The+Bar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-7029617495940972195</id><published>2010-07-05T22:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:33:53.510-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>While we're on the topic of food...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TDKkCJK1SMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1hqZF2nPfZ8/s1600/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490631252446103746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TDKkCJK1SMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1hqZF2nPfZ8/s400/IMG_0264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-7029617495940972195?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/7029617495940972195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=7029617495940972195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/7029617495940972195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/7029617495940972195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/07/while-were-on-topic-of-food.html' title='While we&apos;re on the topic of food...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TDKkCJK1SMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1hqZF2nPfZ8/s72-c/IMG_0264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5821177368188839506</id><published>2010-07-05T18:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:13:23.524-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>C is for Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TDJnAAiyobI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BTERESRZiek/s1600/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490564145561641394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TDJnAAiyobI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BTERESRZiek/s320/IMG_0348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TDJmNw4oIsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/p7o3B6NrZ3w/s1600/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490563282364801730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TDJmNw4oIsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/p7o3B6NrZ3w/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5821177368188839506?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5821177368188839506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5821177368188839506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5821177368188839506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5821177368188839506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/07/c-is-for-cookie.html' title='C is for Cookie'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TDJnAAiyobI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BTERESRZiek/s72-c/IMG_0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-3103846520243880217</id><published>2010-06-20T21:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:57:53.318-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Weekend with the Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TB7U_JzTRjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/usgTTgaxcnE/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485055577611781682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TB7U_JzTRjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/usgTTgaxcnE/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TB7Uz-ElUEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SrBo5x1DIKU/s1600/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485055385484480578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TB7Uz-ElUEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SrBo5x1DIKU/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-3103846520243880217?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/3103846520243880217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=3103846520243880217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3103846520243880217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3103846520243880217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-with-parents.html' title='Weekend with the Parents'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TB7U_JzTRjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/usgTTgaxcnE/s72-c/IMG_0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5516064982399931398</id><published>2010-06-14T20:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:06:47.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>The new camera in action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know I didn't get a chance to post a picture yet, so here's two! I was out at cruise night last night and played with my camera while the boy was oogling over the paint jobs and "pimped out" motors and exhaust systems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482814918918092146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TBbfHptTNXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/hMSmiqChrWM/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482814643454402978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TBbe3nho4aI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sFNXdMxFAh0/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5516064982399931398?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5516064982399931398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5516064982399931398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5516064982399931398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5516064982399931398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-camera-in-action.html' title='The new camera in action!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/TBbfHptTNXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/hMSmiqChrWM/s72-c/IMG_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-4052879525835461821</id><published>2010-06-12T12:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T12:50:20.916-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>New Camera!</title><content type='html'>So I finished and graduated university this week! My dad bought me a brand new Canon PowerShot SX20 IS!&lt;br /&gt;I also found a photography course from MIT on iTunes!&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I should post one picture every day, to help me develop my mad photography skills. I will post something later today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-4052879525835461821?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/4052879525835461821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=4052879525835461821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4052879525835461821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4052879525835461821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-camera.html' title='New Camera!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-8834231750865463464</id><published>2010-03-09T11:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:26:28.141-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writings'/><title type='text'>Look what I found!</title><content type='html'>I wrote this when I was in grade 12, it's called "The Place Where I have You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home to where it's boring&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home to trees and sky&lt;br /&gt;nothing could be as lifeless&lt;br /&gt;but nothing, nothing&lt;br /&gt;nothing is like home&lt;br /&gt;and where I found you&lt;br /&gt;where I couldn't find myself&lt;br /&gt;and there is nowhere, nowhere&lt;br /&gt;nowhere like this place that I found you&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, home&lt;br /&gt;home is where you are the start&lt;br /&gt;and the begining&lt;br /&gt;a memory and a distant highway&lt;br /&gt;nothing, nothing, nothing&lt;br /&gt;nothing's like the place where I have you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-8834231750865463464?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/8834231750865463464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=8834231750865463464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8834231750865463464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8834231750865463464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/03/look-what-i-found.html' title='Look what I found!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-6145670864313000709</id><published>2010-03-09T10:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:20:31.755-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>I'm a list person.</title><content type='html'>So I thought it would be really awesome the other day to make a list of every concert I've ever been to (in semi-chronological order). Here is that list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Talent&lt;br /&gt;Jann Arden&lt;br /&gt;Keith Urban w/ Lady Antebellum&lt;br /&gt;Rod Stewart w/ The Kin&lt;br /&gt;Montgomery Gentry w/ The Roadhammers&lt;br /&gt;Folk Fest '09 (Iron and Wine, Dala, La Belle Orchestre, Mirah)&lt;br /&gt;Matt Mayes w/ The Arkells&lt;br /&gt;Folk Fest '08 (Abigale Washburn, Calexico, The Acorn)&lt;br /&gt;Dashboard Confessional w/ City and Colour&lt;br /&gt;Audioslave w/ 30 Seconds to Mars and Staind&lt;br /&gt;Rise Against and Alexisonfire&lt;br /&gt;Foo Fighters w/ Sloan&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Good&lt;br /&gt;Cornerstone '05 (Switchfoot, Radial Angel, Anberlin, TobyMac, Pillar, Kutless)&lt;br /&gt;Hot Hot Heat w/ King Louis XIV&lt;br /&gt;Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;Thousand Foot Krutch x2&lt;br /&gt;Backstreet Boys (yes, I was that cool when I was 12)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-6145670864313000709?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/6145670864313000709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=6145670864313000709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6145670864313000709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6145670864313000709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-list-person.html' title='I&apos;m a list person.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-3770845852038743284</id><published>2010-03-02T21:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:04:48.741-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>I'm back...again.</title><content type='html'>Talk about blog hiatus! I have been tweeting up a storm though!&lt;br /&gt;Fav look of the week: &lt;a href="http://www.rachelzoe.com/how-can-i-get-the-look-that-you-wore-to-giorgio-armanis-show-in-milan#more-2779"&gt;http://www.rachelzoe.com/how-can-i-get-the-look-that-you-wore-to-giorgio-armanis-show-in-milan#more-2779&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;And I found my new favorite nail polish colour. It's called &lt;em&gt;You Don't Know Jacques!&lt;/em&gt; by OPI. It's this weird taupey-brown-purplish colour. I loves it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-3770845852038743284?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/3770845852038743284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=3770845852038743284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3770845852038743284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3770845852038743284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-backagain.html' title='I&apos;m back...again.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-1109356641237606489</id><published>2009-12-15T23:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:45:31.243-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Pt 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/Syhz76ZGeyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IFh9kiASGyA/s1600-h/P1016979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415706025037036322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/Syhz76ZGeyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IFh9kiASGyA/s320/P1016979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-1109356641237606489?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/1109356641237606489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=1109356641237606489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/1109356641237606489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/1109356641237606489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-pt-2.html' title='Merry Christmas Pt 2'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/Syhz76ZGeyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IFh9kiASGyA/s72-c/P1016979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-43641922097634144</id><published>2009-12-15T23:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:44:39.187-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Pt 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SyhzruGIKVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7tOqrEITeTQ/s1600-h/P1016978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415705746858322258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SyhzruGIKVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7tOqrEITeTQ/s320/P1016978.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-43641922097634144?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/43641922097634144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=43641922097634144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/43641922097634144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/43641922097634144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-pt-1.html' title='Merry Christmas Pt 1'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SyhzruGIKVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7tOqrEITeTQ/s72-c/P1016978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-346415505863386826</id><published>2009-12-05T15:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T15:28:27.687-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>You're my wonderwall.</title><content type='html'>I recorded my own acoustic version of Oasis' Wonderwall this week.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nh1cZyjK2DY"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-346415505863386826?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/346415505863386826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=346415505863386826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/346415505863386826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/346415505863386826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-my-wonderwall.html' title='You&apos;re my wonderwall.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-4085788250463518406</id><published>2009-11-15T13:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:38:02.126-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes!</title><content type='html'>Today was day one of my 30-Day Hot Yoga challenge. I never realized how sore my back was until I tried to stretch it out. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering what Bikram yoga is, look &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bikram_Yoga"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. This is the best two-sided description of the practise that I could find (it's really the only one that shows the benefits and the risks and controversy all in the same article). Regardless of the risks and the controversy (which I personally try to ignore), it feels good. And in the infamous words of Sloan "If it feels good, do it."&lt;br /&gt;That's good enough for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have purchased WhoWhatWhere the book. So far it is tremendous. But I will post a review when I'm done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-4085788250463518406?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/4085788250463518406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=4085788250463518406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4085788250463518406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4085788250463518406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/11/ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-3863239423894673039</id><published>2009-09-24T17:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:07:17.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny Models</title><content type='html'>Clearly, I am not model skinny, nor do I have any intention of ever looking like that (let's face it, bones sticking out everywhere is not even close to attractive, never mind sexy). Not going to lie, I'm a size ten and most days I'm pretty okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;Now regardless of if a person is a runway model or not, eating disorders are a big deal, it is also a personal issue. So as much as you can be concerned (and it's probably a good thing that you are), getting angry solves nothing, neither does calling someone a "sick ****".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would like to make this very clear:&lt;br /&gt;Does the model posted below have an eating disorder: probably.&lt;br /&gt;Do I think she could use a cheeseburger: yes (and probably a good helping of self-esteem)&lt;br /&gt;Am I promoting eating disorders: absolutely not.&lt;br /&gt;Do I think Vera Wang makes amazing clothes: without a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance gets you nowhere, let's keep it to the clothes people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-3863239423894673039?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/3863239423894673039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=3863239423894673039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3863239423894673039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3863239423894673039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/09/skinny-models.html' title='Skinny Models'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-328080709066950314</id><published>2009-09-20T22:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:11:24.093-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Runway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>The Verdict</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SrbupXI9kWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bfzppdSsDEs/s1600-h/Vera+Wang+-+Spring+2010+-+Skirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383752798921658722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SrbupXI9kWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bfzppdSsDEs/s320/Vera+Wang+-+Spring+2010+-+Skirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vera Wang wins NY Spring 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's effortless chic that's romantic and edgy all the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-328080709066950314?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/328080709066950314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=328080709066950314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/328080709066950314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/328080709066950314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/09/verdict.html' title='The Verdict'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SrbupXI9kWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bfzppdSsDEs/s72-c/Vera+Wang+-+Spring+2010+-+Skirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-2074779306831438383</id><published>2009-09-14T20:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:11:55.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Runway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>NY Fashion Week So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/Sq70RgmlzcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MwyHtfvxjgk/s1600-h/Toni+Maticevski+-+Spring+2010+-+Gown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381507186401070530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/Sq70RgmlzcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MwyHtfvxjgk/s200/Toni+Maticevski+-+Spring+2010+-+Gown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill Stuart: Epic fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best "I've never heard of you but that's pretty awesome": Toni Maticevski - it's like he went to town on his collection with finger paints and a sh** load of tule. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to see Marc Jacobs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-2074779306831438383?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/2074779306831438383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=2074779306831438383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2074779306831438383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2074779306831438383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/09/ny-fashion-week-so-far.html' title='NY Fashion Week So Far'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/Sq70RgmlzcI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MwyHtfvxjgk/s72-c/Toni+Maticevski+-+Spring+2010+-+Gown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-4443282946650054027</id><published>2009-08-20T20:13:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:52:58.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>It's the most wonderful time of the year!</title><content type='html'>And by that, I mean September Fall Fashion time! This is my all-time favorite time of year to look at magazines. Here is what I'm loving this fall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/So39Es0G8oI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pEdt5QySVwA/s1600-h/boots.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372228187713892994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/So39Es0G8oI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pEdt5QySVwA/s200/boots.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Short ankle boots &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;with toes&lt;/span&gt;. The magazines this season are all about the open toed booties, but to be honest, I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I'm from Winnipeg and I'm afraid of ending up with a shoe full of snow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aldoshoes.com/ca-eng/women/boots/ankle-boots/75465363-seace/97"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEACE women's ankle boots from Aldo&lt;/a&gt; - $150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/So4HRQ8nq7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/H6e_BeMavfU/s1600-h/Burberry+-+Fall+2009+-+Dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372239398687976370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/So4HRQ8nq7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/H6e_BeMavfU/s200/Burberry+-+Fall+2009+-+Dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monochromatic dressing with a twist.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, this outfit from Burberry might be all shades of black (if such a thing really exists), but it's not all grey either. A big trend this season was mixing patterns within the same chroma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;(in this case black).&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving the hat here too. Very awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out more at&lt;a href="http://www.burberry.com/"&gt; Burberry&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They aren't just for plaid and trench coats my friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also these black translucent tights with black dots &lt;em&gt;all over &lt;/em&gt;the fall fashion magazines right now. Do you think I can find them? Nope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-4443282946650054027?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/4443282946650054027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=4443282946650054027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4443282946650054027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4443282946650054027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the most wonderful time of the year!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/So39Es0G8oI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pEdt5QySVwA/s72-c/boots.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-1348146492709096470</id><published>2009-07-28T19:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:55:54.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Bradshaw Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Inspire me...</title><content type='html'>I feel like I am missing something creative in my life. I feel like I should be doing something that inspires me, not something boring sitting at a desk all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe interior design?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-1348146492709096470?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/1348146492709096470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=1348146492709096470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/1348146492709096470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/1348146492709096470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/07/inspire-me.html' title='Inspire me...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-4148290661405832168</id><published>2009-07-14T21:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:56:33.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Friends and Lists</title><content type='html'>How do you determine who is your friend? Are they your friend because they're nice to you? Do you go out for coffee? Or do they just know your name?&lt;br /&gt;I find that as I reflect more and more, I also realize that I have more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acquaintances&lt;/span&gt; than friends. I don't really have a large group of people that I would consider close friends. I maybe only have 3 or 4 people that would fall into my "good friend" category. They're the ones that I phone to keep in touch with (or ask them stupid or random questions, I've never been good at small talk), go on weekly dates with and the ones that actually show up when I ask them if they want to go out.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not the kind of person that has to go out a couple of times a week to feel like I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accomplished&lt;/span&gt; something. I'm a people person, but I also enjoy some time to myself. I think that it builds character. After all if you can't live with yourself, how can you live with someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I'm going to make a plan. I'm not sure what the plan is going to entail quite yet and I don't think I've even decided what the plan is going to fix. My situation in life right now is very frustrating. I don't really know what I'm going to do with my life and I'm not sure how I'm supposed to figure it out. I'm always so hesitant to make plans. What if they change? Or even worse, what if they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to join a class. Like a drawing class. One without any real "homework" but will still offer me a chance to interact with people without&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;any obligation to do so. I am also going to get my tattoo. I've always wanted one and I'm just going to go out and do it. I am going to make a list of things I've always wanted to do and I'm actually going to do it. Just because I can. And it's not just going to be a list of things I would like to do. I am actually going to do whatever is on the list. For now I'm going to aim to do one every two months. If you have any ideas of what I should do, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...now to start thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-4148290661405832168?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/4148290661405832168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=4148290661405832168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4148290661405832168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4148290661405832168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-do-you-determine-who-is-your-friend.html' title='Friends and Lists'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-6165549447555714907</id><published>2009-05-20T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:08:22.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Design Inspiration at the Childrens Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/ShS3gOYL2OI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xyf0CL_zJl8/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/ShS3gOYL2OI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xyf0CL_zJl8/s400/DSC00108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338093222584113378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-6165549447555714907?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/6165549447555714907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=6165549447555714907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6165549447555714907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6165549447555714907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/05/design-inspiration-at-childrens-museum.html' title='Design Inspiration at the Childrens Museum'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/ShS3gOYL2OI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xyf0CL_zJl8/s72-c/DSC00108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5473759070298662204</id><published>2009-05-20T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:06:52.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Peace Offering?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/ShS3I2jZFPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CMVUU6qG1cY/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/ShS3I2jZFPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CMVUU6qG1cY/s400/DSC00097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338092821051675890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5473759070298662204?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5473759070298662204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5473759070298662204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5473759070298662204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5473759070298662204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/05/peace-offering.html' title='Peace Offering?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/ShS3I2jZFPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CMVUU6qG1cY/s72-c/DSC00097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-7887241016261476190</id><published>2009-05-05T14:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:37:21.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Pillar of the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SgCVPQYl2zI/AAAAAAAAAD0/s8vq_vRZWrM/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SgCVPQYl2zI/AAAAAAAAAD0/s8vq_vRZWrM/s320/DSC00054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332426048135355186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a random piece of pillar I found in a park on my way to buy groceries this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Random, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-7887241016261476190?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/7887241016261476190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=7887241016261476190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/7887241016261476190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/7887241016261476190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/05/pillar-of-park.html' title='Pillar of the Park'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SgCVPQYl2zI/AAAAAAAAAD0/s8vq_vRZWrM/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-2575755793967740285</id><published>2009-05-05T13:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:21:52.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Adventures'/><title type='text'>New apartment!</title><content type='html'>Yay! I'm all moved in! So here are some pictures of the new place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You'll have to excuse the crappyness of the quality, they were taken with my phone, the camera charger is still MIA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SgCNCOZ40yI/AAAAAAAAADs/adGQyFaktGE/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SgCNCOZ40yI/AAAAAAAAADs/adGQyFaktGE/s320/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332417028172600098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the rest of the pictures &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39597308@N00/?saved=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-2575755793967740285?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/2575755793967740285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=2575755793967740285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2575755793967740285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2575755793967740285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-apartment.html' title='New apartment!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SgCNCOZ40yI/AAAAAAAAADs/adGQyFaktGE/s72-c/DSC00055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-3128204604010549447</id><published>2009-04-24T21:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:33:34.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Adventures'/><title type='text'>Things I love about my apartment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SfJ2QPLjZbI/AAAAAAAAADY/kqUiyvwY6ak/s1600-h/P3056770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SfJ2QPLjZbI/AAAAAAAAADY/kqUiyvwY6ak/s320/P3056770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328451330457691570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SfJ2CnIBidI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KWl8ZWzNgNk/s1600-h/P1016780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SfJ2CnIBidI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KWl8ZWzNgNk/s320/P1016780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328451096367172050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-3128204604010549447?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/3128204604010549447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=3128204604010549447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3128204604010549447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3128204604010549447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-i-love-about-my-apartment.html' title='Things I love about my apartment...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SfJ2QPLjZbI/AAAAAAAAADY/kqUiyvwY6ak/s72-c/P3056770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5276458136711008845</id><published>2009-04-24T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:28:29.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.closetcouture.com"&gt;ClosetCouture.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5276458136711008845?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5276458136711008845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5276458136711008845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5276458136711008845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5276458136711008845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-dear-god.html' title='Oh dear God...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-9141584739467102699</id><published>2009-04-18T12:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:48:13.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Adventures'/><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I have only posted once this April, which is kind of sad. So I'm going to talk about interior decorating, because I think it's fun and I've done a lot of looking online lately to find some ideas for my new apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the pages I've found I'm most in love with &lt;a href="http://www,apartmenttherapy.com/"&gt;Apartment Therapy&lt;/a&gt;. So in love in fact that I went out and bought the book about a month ago so I have it ready to go when I move in. It is the page that convinced me that living in a bachelor suite is going to be okay because as long as it's organized correctly, you shouldn't go too crazy. I'm excited though, my apartment has good bones and I think I've come up with enough furniture as well. We'll see once we get it all in there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-9141584739467102699?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/9141584739467102699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=9141584739467102699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/9141584739467102699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/9141584739467102699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5520957905247709525</id><published>2009-04-07T17:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:15:59.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Adventures'/><title type='text'>'Tis the season... of change! Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>So I have found an apartment, and I love it! I'm moving in on May 1 and I'm already trying to decorate it even though I don't actually live in it yet. I'll be sure to post some great before and after pictures!&lt;br /&gt;I always love these types of changes because they always make me feel more optimistic. The whole world is shinier.&lt;br /&gt;Good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5520957905247709525?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5520957905247709525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5520957905247709525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5520957905247709525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5520957905247709525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/04/tis-season-of-change-woohoo.html' title='&apos;Tis the season... of change! Woohoo!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5465339370281227498</id><published>2009-03-26T23:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:25:06.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Adventures'/><title type='text'>Now what?</title><content type='html'>I'm heading towards the end of my university degree. The farther I get into it, the more I'm convinced that the path I picked isn't the right one. It's not even that when I picked it, it was the wrong path. I am just not the same person that I was when I picked that path. I'm no longer the person that sits quietly at a desk hashing out computer code. I am now the people person, the person that helps people problem-solve. I am the organized, teaching, creative, talking person in front of the crowd instead of the quiet one at the back. After it all, I have learned to achieve balance. I have learned how to teach and to be taught at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I have to find a way that I can channel this into a career. I can't bear to think that I will be stuck in an office. I need people, I need energy and computers just won't give that to me.&lt;br /&gt;I've always been the kind of person that believes that doing something that you love to do is far more important than the number on your paycheque. I know that when the numbers work out in your favor it relieves stress in the rest of your life, but if the numbers work out and you're completely miserable it isn't really worth it, is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5465339370281227498?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5465339370281227498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5465339370281227498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5465339370281227498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5465339370281227498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-what.html' title='Now what?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-3808363913705554626</id><published>2009-03-12T12:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:25:06.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment Adventures'/><title type='text'>An Apartment for Erin</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is that time in my life where I have to branch out from the safety of university residence and find a place of my own. So, consequently, I officially hate apartment hunting.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to look at an apartment today and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I can get it. I'm sort of unsure how this works though, so hopefully it's pretty straight forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-3808363913705554626?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/3808363913705554626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=3808363913705554626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3808363913705554626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/3808363913705554626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/03/apartment-for-erin.html' title='An Apartment for Erin'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-7610385535474126005</id><published>2009-03-02T08:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:32:19.718-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Bradshaw Moments'/><title type='text'>Clarity</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those moments of perfect clarity? Where you were just going with the flow and then all of a sudden, the clouds moved and you knew exactly where you were going?&lt;br /&gt;I had one of those.&lt;br /&gt;One look at his face while he was watching me drive and I knew exactly where I wanted to be. Two weeks later there still isn't a doubt in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-7610385535474126005?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/7610385535474126005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=7610385535474126005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/7610385535474126005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/7610385535474126005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/03/clarity.html' title='Clarity'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-1795925607442767164</id><published>2009-02-17T11:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:21:00.342-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Bradshaw Moments'/><title type='text'>Sometimes sorry isn't good enough</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like you're apologizing for being yourself? I do whenever I have a youth retreat to go to. I don't know why it is exactly that I have a problem telling people that I coordinate  youth retreats and that I enjoy it and that I've been thinking about being a minister for a long time now. It's so easy to state here, but when you're out on a date with someone why is that so hard to admit? Is it fear of rejection (After all, I'll be the first to admit that that's one thing I really have a hard time dealing with)  or is it that I'm afraid of the stigma attached to the term &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;christian&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm not really sure... I always feel the need that the term Christian is just not descriptive enough. I am not an evangelical, homophobic, narrow-minded person. I am a love centred person, someone who believes that regardless of race, religion, gender, sexual orientation, age or the amount of money you make God loves you - you are a child of God, a part of creation just the same as the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop apologizing, this is who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. It is New York Fashion Week, and I'm totally excited for the new Marc Jacobs Fall 2009 line!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-1795925607442767164?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/1795925607442767164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=1795925607442767164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/1795925607442767164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/1795925607442767164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-sorry-isnt-good-enough.html' title='Sometimes sorry isn&apos;t good enough'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-8890926668938616205</id><published>2009-01-17T18:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:24:49.889-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Bradshaw Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>The light through my window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SXKEaR6Ik6I/AAAAAAAAADA/5K80qhk-sYQ/s1600-h/P1176745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SXKEaR6Ik6I/AAAAAAAAADA/5K80qhk-sYQ/s320/P1176745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292438099132453794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a rare, productive day today. Not only did I go grocery shopping, I also went to the gym. Yes, today was the first time I'd gone back to the gym since I broke my foot. I tried most of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; machines and the only one I still can't use is the elliptical machine - but I'm working on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back from grocery shopping there was the most perfect yellow light in my room. I actually have the best view from my new window on 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor. My room doesn't even face west, it's just the light bouncing off of the buildings downtown. I love it! I love the view, I love the light! I can't wait until I'm off on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that after university I had to get married, get a job, have some kids.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That's not happening.&lt;br /&gt;And now I think I'm getting more used to the idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-8890926668938616205?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/8890926668938616205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=8890926668938616205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8890926668938616205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8890926668938616205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/01/light-through-my-window.html' title='The light through my window'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SXKEaR6Ik6I/AAAAAAAAADA/5K80qhk-sYQ/s72-c/P1176745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-8838247388590774952</id><published>2009-01-03T17:15:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:05:52.039-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Bradshaw Moments'/><title type='text'>Learning to dress</title><content type='html'>I'm never sure how I'm supposed to be dressing myself. Where does one learn this? I would assume you should just wear what you love, but how to be sure...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which rules should be followed and which should be tossed. Like wearing red and pink or navy and black. Good? Not good?&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you have to find your own style without sticking out of the crow too much. Lets face it, I would look pretty goofy walking around in downtown Winnipeg in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haute&lt;/span&gt; couture. Winnipeg is very much about jeans and t-shirts and it's a little boring. There is a whole world of denim-free, colour friendly fashion out there! Embrace it! I love sitting in a coffee shop in Osbourne Village just people watching. It is by far the most artistic community in Winnipeg and it's even more evident when you examine how the people that frequent Osbourne and River dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love looking at street fashion.&lt;br /&gt;This has been what I've been using for inspiration lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://facehunter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Face Hunter (London)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://hooksnpegs.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooks n' Pegs (Winnipeg)&lt;/a&gt; - good links here to other cities too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've just got to decide what I'm going to wear tonight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-8838247388590774952?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/8838247388590774952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=8838247388590774952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8838247388590774952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8838247388590774952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2009/01/learning-to-dress.html' title='Learning to dress'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-6942098461012647598</id><published>2008-12-28T17:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:28:18.338-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Bradshaw Moments'/><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>When is enough, actually enough?&lt;br /&gt;I have been through a string of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; relationships since I was 15 and I don't think I ever admitted that getting my ass dumped was actually painful. Excruciating actually. I don't know if it's pride, or if I'm just naive but either way, it's not good for my mental state. I realized today that I am constantly living in denial. Ever since I was in high school. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm fine. I'm always fine. If I'm not fine now I'll be fine eventually so just leave me alone to steep in my own melancholy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always though that being upset meant that I was weak. But as it turns out, I'm probably more weak now than I've ever been and I think it's because of the 21 years of pent-up rage and hurt that are finally working their way to the surface.&lt;br /&gt;I am not okay, and every time I've said that I've been okay or have been overwhelming rational about a situation that I really should not have been rational about (Halloween anyone?) I was lying.&lt;br /&gt;So to all of my ex-boyfriends (this is a very broad category, so if you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; you might fit in this category, even loosely, you probably do) out there that may or may not be reading this, I have cried, screamed at and been absolutely furious with each and every one of you. Yes. All of you.&lt;br /&gt;I guard my emotions thus creating my own baggage and while yes, I have been mistreated in my dating history I need to be more honest about it. I need to stop sugar-coating things because clearly I'm not even protecting myself any more.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I deserve how I've sometimes been treated and I'm tired of thinking that every time a relationship goes south, it's all my fault. Some times it is (I am human after all) but not every time. No, it was not my fault that I got dumped on a camping trip with my entire (extended) family. It was not my fault that I got neglected, emotionally abused or cheated on. It was not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to have to repeat that a few more times to myself before I actually believe it. But I think I'm heading in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-6942098461012647598?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/6942098461012647598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=6942098461012647598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6942098461012647598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6942098461012647598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-6780466686859833806</id><published>2008-12-27T14:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T15:04:20.412-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Bradshaw Moments'/><title type='text'>Adulthood</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking a lot lately about being an adult. I'm graduating from university in the spring and I'm repetitively asked about my plans are post-grad. There's the expectation that I'll follow the example of my parents: get a job, get married, find somewhere to live and then have kids. Right now, there is really no chance that I'll be getting married or having kids in the near future. I don't even know if I want to have a real job. What do I need one for? As long as I have enough money to live does it really matter what I do? As long as I'm happy...&lt;br /&gt;A couple of my friends got engaged this week. It's weird looking back and realizing that it could have easily been me engaged at this point. I don't know how I feel about it. On the one hand it's sad to see how the relationship has deteriorated, but on the other hand, would I have been ready?&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way of knowing, but just to think "It could have been me..."&lt;br /&gt;I told my parents this week not to expect any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt; from me. It's not that I don't like kids, I love kids, it's just I see there being no stable family-unit in my future. I always wonder if it's me. Is it me that attracts these men or are they drawn to me? Why? Am I really that weak? It's not that I don't want to eventually get married, have kids and all that. I just can't even find anyone to date, never mind marry. I'm stuck living with me "through sickness and in health, for as long as we both shall live" is there really no one else out there that wants to stick with me too?&lt;br /&gt;All that aside, I know that I need my own space. I might go back to school, maybe journalism or photography. But I'll work for a year; see how it goes. I'm just so tired. I'm tired of living in someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; house. Both litterally and not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-6780466686859833806?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/6780466686859833806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=6780466686859833806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6780466686859833806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6780466686859833806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/12/adulthood.html' title='Adulthood'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-281395332255378425</id><published>2008-12-16T22:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:55:47.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Black Book of Style</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading Nina Garcia's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Black Book of Style&lt;/span&gt; over the weekend. It answers all those style questions that no one seems to be able to answer like, "What do you wear when the invitation says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;white tie&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;In the book, Nina gives her style basics too, which are the peices that every woman should have in her closet.&lt;br /&gt;Got to work on that...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, read the book! It's good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-281395332255378425?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/281395332255378425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=281395332255378425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/281395332255378425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/281395332255378425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-black-book-of-style.html' title='The Little Black Book of Style'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-892958009213836607</id><published>2008-12-10T21:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:31:59.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SUCIrSv7hYI/AAAAAAAAACA/C1_IRcpwGR4/s1600-h/feather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SUCIrSv7hYI/AAAAAAAAACA/C1_IRcpwGR4/s320/feather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278369040626845058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot about my cousin lately. His name was Ethan and he died, premature, at only two months old when I was about 13. His small life had such a profound effect on our family. I find that it's so sad that we don't talk about him. Any memories we have of him can't be brought up in the presence of family. I don't even know if my younger cousins know about him.&lt;br /&gt;We never had a chance to grieve because we weren't allowed to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I've decided to get two feathers tattooed on my back, in memory of Ethan. It's my little tribute to him. As young as I was, I do think I understood what was going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-892958009213836607?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/892958009213836607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=892958009213836607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/892958009213836607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/892958009213836607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/12/feathers.html' title='Feathers'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SUCIrSv7hYI/AAAAAAAAACA/C1_IRcpwGR4/s72-c/feather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-4241974896527854836</id><published>2008-12-06T00:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:29:22.498-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hair Saga'/><title type='text'>I feel so untouched.</title><content type='html'>This is my song of the moment, and for those of you who don't know what the song mentioned in the subject line is here are the details:&lt;br /&gt;The Veronicas - Untouched&lt;br /&gt;Download it. It is tremendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new haircut, any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking French-cut bangs (think post-makeover Anne Hathaway in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/span&gt;) and maybe going back to straight chocolate brown or as close to au-naturelle as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who else thinks that taking up fashion photography would be a great idea? I do.&lt;br /&gt;Vogue ain't seen nothing yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-4241974896527854836?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/4241974896527854836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=4241974896527854836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4241974896527854836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4241974896527854836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-feel-so-untouched.html' title='I feel so untouched.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-408939363419222263</id><published>2008-12-03T23:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:30:20.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Reino</title><content type='html'>I agree, I don't think the conservatives are evil. It only seems that the only thing that ever comes out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Steves&lt;/span&gt; mouth is fiscal-this and economic-that. While I'm sure the case isn't that he doesn't care (I'm actually sure that this is far from the case), his priorities are portrayed as being only monetary and I think that is a large part of the problem. I understand that political parties are voted in for having a particular stance on something (typically anyways) but I think what we need is a more well-rounded government. Canadians are afraid that if Steve concentrates on increasing tax cuts on corporations the people behind it will be forgotten. I don't know if the answer to our current &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;polical&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forray&lt;/span&gt; is a conservative majority OR a coalition. We need a balance and people don't see a balance, even if it is there. I agree, dependence on the system is not beneficial for anyone, taxpayers or the people using it. The problem is we need some kind of transition, it's like quitting smoking you know? Cold turkey only works for a while. The current system doesn't work for our current government and it wouldn't work for a conservative majority either (or a coalition for that matter). I think it would cause more problems than anything to be honest. What the conservatives need to come out and say is "look, we're human, we understand people are dependent on the current system and we want to fix that problem." They need to make sure that Canadians understand that they are not "cutting them off" but moulding the system from a crutch into a stepping stone to develop successful and productive citizens. I'm not really supporting anyone at this point, I think we need to hit the reset button, we need to have the parties regroup and reshape their mandates accordingly. If I had my way I would boot ALL the leaders from all four parties from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Parliament&lt;/span&gt;. They have turned the house of commons into a schoolyard and it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; to watch from both sides. I wouldn't want any of those four representing me as my prime minister. That doesn't make me a commie or a socialist or a traitor. I am a Canadian without a political party. I am the child in a bad divorce that can't decide between mom and dad. Choose the conservatives and I'm "insensitive" or choose the coalition and be a "treasonous commie". It is sick and makes a mockery out of our government. The schoolboys should leave their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;squabbles&lt;/span&gt; at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-408939363419222263?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/408939363419222263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=408939363419222263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/408939363419222263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/408939363419222263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-reino.html' title='To Reino'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-4118245994649633159</id><published>2008-12-01T10:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:50:34.400-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Alright I have my thinking toque on!</title><content type='html'>So after a night of procrastination I have my top 5 Christmas songs of 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Band Aid 20 - Do They Know It's Christmas Time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bowling for Soup - Merry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Frickin&lt;/span&gt;' Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simple Plan - My Christmas List&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bob and Doug McKenzie - 12 Days of Christmas - It's a classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jimmy Eat World - Last Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I swear to God, if I hear "All I want for Christmas is You" one more time I am going to vomit tinsel everywhere. I cannot stand that song!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-4118245994649633159?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/4118245994649633159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=4118245994649633159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4118245994649633159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4118245994649633159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/12/alright-i-have-my-thinking-toque-on.html' title='Alright I have my thinking toque on!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-8564163720500885701</id><published>2008-11-27T11:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:57:13.981-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>The most wonderful time of the year...</title><content type='html'>And by the most wonderful time of the year I mean exam season. And if that isn't stressfull enough, you also have to worry about buying Christmas presents and going to Christmas parties in the mean time. Also not a great time to be single but there is only so much you can do about that. As a plus though, it's one less person you have to buy a present for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-8564163720500885701?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/8564163720500885701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=8564163720500885701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8564163720500885701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/8564163720500885701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/11/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='The most wonderful time of the year...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5875834449645912841</id><published>2008-11-22T12:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T12:34:53.045-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>Is this not sick?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SShPwuL881I/AAAAAAAAAB4/FoUMxw0SGdo/s1600-h/PB216672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SShPwuL881I/AAAAAAAAAB4/FoUMxw0SGdo/s320/PB216672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271551062287643474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my friends, is every piece of clothing and every pair of shoes that I own (except for my Armani which was hanging safely in my closet).&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I've stunned myself speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how did this go about you might wonder?&lt;br /&gt;I was looking around at the runway shows on &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/"&gt;New York Magazine&lt;/a&gt; and was inspired to actually find out what clothes I have. And I've since decided that I really don't need to purchase any more clothes for, oh, a year? And that would only happen if I decided to donate a whole bunch more Value Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have a clothing library. (I'm not sure who "they" are, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; should have one)&lt;br /&gt;I mean how sweet would that be? Pay an annual fee of some kind (like $100) and have unlimited access to a bunch of clothes. Instead of buying those sweet purple suede boots, you could just rent them for a week. And then you could have an end of year sale every year where some of the things that would go out of style more quickly you could sell off. It would be a perfect way to raise money to buy more clothes for the next year or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it, this might just be my million-dollar idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(With my luck, this will probably have already been invented. Oh well.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5875834449645912841?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5875834449645912841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5875834449645912841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5875834449645912841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5875834449645912841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-this-not-sick.html' title='Is this not sick?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SShPwuL881I/AAAAAAAAAB4/FoUMxw0SGdo/s72-c/PB216672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-7984956261646824390</id><published>2008-11-19T23:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:14:01.906-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Bradshaw Moments'/><title type='text'>Chick Flicks</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is about chick flicks, but I find that there is something inherently depressing about them. I don't know if it's the cheezy lines or the fact that for a normal person to find such "perfect love" is next to impossible. I just don't know. Don't get me wrong the leading men in these movies are almost always delightful to look at for the two hours durration of the movie (hell-o Jude Law!) it's just I don't think the people in those movies actually exist. It's hard to divorce the actor from the part. I'm sure Nathan Fillion is just as sexy in real life but am I attracted to Nathan Fillion or Malcom Reynolds? Seeing as I don't actually know Nathan Fillion I would have to go with Mal on this one. So really, it's all a daydream. Those perfect, sexy, fun, we-never-fight-and-if-we-do-we-will-find-a-way-through-it relationships &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not exist&lt;/span&gt;. Or at least, I'm pretty sure they don't. If anyone finds one please let me know so we can start an immediate pyscho-analysis of these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-7984956261646824390?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/7984956261646824390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=7984956261646824390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/7984956261646824390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/7984956261646824390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/11/chick-flicks.html' title='Chick Flicks'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-2806195003395906878</id><published>2008-11-18T20:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:57:45.735-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As a group today, we decided that my slight preoccupation with the fashion world has become a full fledged obsession (although obsession sounds so overblown - perhaps it's just less than an obsession)&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously thinking of applying to the &lt;a href="http://www.fitnyc.edu"&gt;Fashion Institue of Technology (FIT)&lt;/a&gt;. I would more seriously consider it if it didn't involve moving to New York and going back to school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; I graduate. I wonder if I could actually be a fashion designer or if it would drive me absolutely bonkers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-2806195003395906878?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/2806195003395906878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=2806195003395906878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2806195003395906878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2806195003395906878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-group-today-we-decided-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5565802674120380330</id><published>2008-11-11T19:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:43:43.832-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Weirdness'/><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRo0tLk9sKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LRTkS6FepeI/s1600-h/PB116620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRo0tLk9sKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LRTkS6FepeI/s200/PB116620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267580664969801890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my nose pierced!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5565802674120380330?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5565802674120380330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5565802674120380330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5565802674120380330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5565802674120380330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/11/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRo0tLk9sKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LRTkS6FepeI/s72-c/PB116620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-1072229735973718710</id><published>2008-11-11T15:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:39:09.258-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping Adventures'/><title type='text'>Money, Money, Money, Moooooooooneeeeeeeey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRn7aFmV9lI/AAAAAAAAABA/CefO8eBJB08/s1600-h/armani.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRn7aFmV9lI/AAAAAAAAABA/CefO8eBJB08/s320/armani.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267517664784676434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I did something silly yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;I was perusing &lt;a href="http://www.ebay.ca/"&gt;Ebay&lt;/a&gt; when I stumbled upon a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.emporioarmani.com/index.asp?tskay=3FD17CD7"&gt;Emporio Armani&lt;/a&gt; strapless dress.&lt;br /&gt;And then I sort of bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am the proud new ower of an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ARMANI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention it was only like, $80?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm pumped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I start looking for a job. Hehe, yeah I'll apply at a couple places down at the mall. I just need some extra cash through the holidays so I can afford to pay for textbooks in January.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-1072229735973718710?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/1072229735973718710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=1072229735973718710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/1072229735973718710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/1072229735973718710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/11/money-money-money-moooooooooneeeeeeeey.html' title='Money, Money, Money, Moooooooooneeeeeeeey'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRn7aFmV9lI/AAAAAAAAABA/CefO8eBJB08/s72-c/armani.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-731692247028885779</id><published>2008-11-04T10:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:01:39.698-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping Adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hair Saga'/><title type='text'>Tremendous!</title><content type='html'>Alright, so it's been a while. I've since gotten a new (and fabulous) haircut and have started to embrace my more feminine self. I have a new affinity for &lt;a href="http://canada.forever21.com/Default.asp?cookie_test=1"&gt;Forever 21&lt;/a&gt; and all things tights-related. I have also discovered the wonderful world of lace lingerie. It doesn't matter how bad I feel I always feel sexy when I know I'm wearing hot undies.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't torn myself away from The Gap either.&lt;br /&gt;I've bought so many things at Value Village lately that I would put most shopping diva's to shame. I bought I pair of black, patent leather, pointed-toed Steve Madden flats for $5. Yes. $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last couple weeks I've realized a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to write a book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to get my nose pierced (I've always wanted to, so I might as well just do it already!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have tremendous friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to move away from Winnipeg as badly as I thought.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a shoe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fettish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't wait until I'm out of school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-731692247028885779?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/731692247028885779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=731692247028885779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/731692247028885779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/731692247028885779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/11/tremendous.html' title='Tremendous!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-5503214721477408273</id><published>2008-08-03T12:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:54:21.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping Adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hair Saga'/><title type='text'>Folk Fest, Go-Carting and Adventures at The Gap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.winnipegfolkfestival.ca/"&gt;Folk Fest&lt;/a&gt; ROCKED! I'm totally going next year. I might camp too, we'll see where I am. I found two bands that weekend: Abigail Washburn and the Sparrow Quartet and The Acorn. Both very cool and folky (obviously).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I had the privilage of driving the Manitoba Science Academy kids to Go-Carting and a movie. It was a lot of fun, they're all such good kids. Batman was sold out so there were a few of us that went to Hancock instead. It was really funny and was a good take on a super hero movie I thought. While we were waiting for the movie to start, I went shopping. I FOUND PANTS THAT FIT ME. I know! Hard to believe, but the &lt;a href="http://www.gap.com/"&gt;Gap&lt;/a&gt; has an ankle length pant that is actually a regular length on me (oh the joys of being short). But that means I don't have to hem them! Hallelujah! Cause I hate hemming pants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and now more on the hair saga:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember how I loved my new hair cut? Well, it's grown out for a while now and now it's hideous. It's like a giant triangle of poofyness. I'll have to get a haircut before I go back to school (and while I still have money).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-5503214721477408273?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/5503214721477408273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=5503214721477408273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5503214721477408273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/5503214721477408273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/08/folk-fest-go-carting-and-adventure-at.html' title='Folk Fest, Go-Carting and Adventures at The Gap'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-2771108180984877862</id><published>2008-07-10T20:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:44:21.223-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Value Village Treasures'/><title type='text'>Fly Me Away Mr. Seagull</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SHa6i-woJAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/z_lIP53HTTM/s1600-h/P7103436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221565928107942914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SHa6i-woJAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/z_lIP53HTTM/s200/P7103436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was at Value Village yesterday I found this cute little necklace in the jewelery section for $1.99&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's so cute! I looked it up on the internet and apparently it's a Sarah Coventry piece (there is a tag too near the clasp) but I haven't been able to find the same necklace anywhere, just similar-looking broach and a sweater chain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to the &lt;a href="http://www.winnipegfolkfestival.ca/"&gt;Folk Festival &lt;/a&gt;on Saturday, I'm so excited! Hopefully I'll find some awesome home-made jewelery and clothing. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-2771108180984877862?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/2771108180984877862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=2771108180984877862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2771108180984877862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/2771108180984877862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/07/fly-me-away-mr-seagull.html' title='Fly Me Away Mr. Seagull'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SHa6i-woJAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/z_lIP53HTTM/s72-c/P7103436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-6321807588499860139</id><published>2008-07-07T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:56:28.870-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hair Saga'/><title type='text'>The Hair Saga Continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SHLXPflFpJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UK4zyDYEDpA/s1600-h/P7073426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SHLXPflFpJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UK4zyDYEDpA/s320/P7073426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220471579250893970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this is the best $15 haircut I've ever gotten. The hairdresser pretty much just took over and cut it. That's my kind of hair dresser! My hair looks really red in this picture...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-6321807588499860139?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/6321807588499860139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=6321807588499860139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6321807588499860139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/6321807588499860139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/07/hair-saga-continues.html' title='The Hair Saga Continues...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SHLXPflFpJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UK4zyDYEDpA/s72-c/P7073426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791499723543887736.post-4396665067553929188</id><published>2008-07-06T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:39:47.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hair Saga'/><title type='text'>The Devil Wears Jeans?</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while (usually after I've watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sex in the City&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/span&gt;) I have this urge to move to New York and become a pretend socialite. That or work as an assistant at some magazine and run my personal life into the ground. I don't admit to having a good fashion sense, or any fashion sense for that matter, but maybe if I lived in New York I would be inspired to forgo food and buy &lt;a href="http://www.jimmychoo.com"&gt;Jimmy Choo&lt;/a&gt; instead. You never know...&lt;div&gt;Right now I'm just working on the hair. I have a hair cut booked for tomorrow and I have no idea what I'm going to do. I'm tempted to walk in, close my eyes and say "surprise me." It's just hair, the only way I'd be upset is if she shaved my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'll just settle for &lt;a href="http://nymag.com"&gt;New York Magazine&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791499723543887736-4396665067553929188?l=adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/feeds/4396665067553929188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791499723543887736&amp;postID=4396665067553929188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4396665067553929188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791499723543887736/posts/default/4396665067553929188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-of-erin.blogspot.com/2008/07/devil-wears-jeans.html' title='The Devil Wears Jeans?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945178799611455423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v6YqW2akz5Q/SRnzLpch5tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V16KPjA8GOE/S220/PB096617.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
